Hunted at Every Exit

Most new students entering the Hunter Academy had probably gone out to enjoy a meal with their families or receive congratulations from their friends. If not, having just stepped onto the elite track of becoming true Hunter Academy students, they were likely hitting up clubs or night spots for some hunting... Ah, fuck. I should've gone out too.

I quickly finished my dinner and decided to head outside. Starting tomorrow, the Discipline Department would be guarding the academy's massive main gate and enforcing strict controls. Today might be my last chance to leave. I'd go out, grind a ton of quests, pick up a girl, and at least get a one-night stand. In this gender-reversed world, seducing women would probably be ridiculously easy.

I hurried out of the cafeteria and made my way toward the gate. But there, standing guard with a baton in hand, was a woman with that detestable blue hair.

'Fuck.'

She was guarding the gate and scanning the area with hawk-like eyes, clearly searching for someone. It was obvious she was looking for me. I'd wondered why she wasn't searching inside the academy, but she must have predicted I'd try to slip out and stationed herself here.

Sharp bitch...

'In that case, I'll head for the back gate.'

I changed direction and moved toward the rear entrance. No matter how closed-off this academy was, it didn't have just one or two doors. It was an open system with eight ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠exits total—one for each cardinal direction, plus the intermediates: southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest.

'Heh heh heh. If she thought guarding the main gate would catch me, she's dead wrong.'

I was heading for the northern back gate when I reconsidered and turned toward the northwest one instead. But something felt off here too. Sure enough, Discipline Department girls wearing armbands were guarding the door and searching. They held up a photo, comparing it to every passing male student. The picture showed me awkwardly wearing the academy uniform.

'These fucking bitches! Abusing their power like this.'

I changed direction again, this time heading for the western gate. But the same scene greeted me there—Discipline Department members with armbands guarding the exit, photo in hand, scrutinizing every male student.

'Fuck. Escape is impossible. They've stationed Discipline Department members at every single gate. One hundred percent.'

The bleak realization that I couldn't leave plunged me into despair. But before I could even wallow in it, I noticed the armband-wearing girls weren't just standing guard—they were beginning to fan out for a search.

This was bad. If I stayed, I'd get caught.

'Can't be helped. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Time to bolt back to the dormitory.'

I avoided their gazes as carefully as possible and made my way back. There were several close calls, but I used my wits to slip through—ducking behind trees with a rustle or dropping flat to the ground to stay out of sight.

'Fuck. I wanted to go outside and complete some quests. Oh well. I'll just earn points from the academy students and those teacher bitches inside. Let's think positively. Women outside might be ugly, but the girls in here are all verified beauties.'

With that optimistic spin, I arrived right in front of the dormitory. Once I got inside my room, I'd be safe. But even here, I spotted armband girls searching for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠something.

'What the fuck?'

Since things had come to this, I considered going back to the cafeteria to eat more delicious food while hiding, but there too, one or two armband girls were holding a photo and staring at the male students with predatory eyes. They were clearly comparing the picture—of me—to every guy who passed.

'This is getting troublesome. Just how many people are in the Discipline Department?'

One teacher bitch at the main gate. Roughly three or four at each of the other seven gates. Three or four at the dormitory. Plus roaming teams and two stationed in the cafeteria. Even at a minimum, that was forty to fifty people. And since many students had gone out today, there were probably even more members overall.

I stood frozen in the passageway between the cafeteria and dormitory, trapped with nowhere to go, wondering 'What now...?'

I'd become exactly like a criminal on the run. Though I hadn't done anything wrong—so maybe more like an independence activist being chased by a Japanese collaborator.

With my heart pounding from the chase, I scanned my surroundings. Two Discipline Department girls with armbands were heading straight toward me. I quickly dropped flat behind a small decorative shrub used for the flowerbed and hid.

"Damn it, because of one asshole we can't even go out on a day like today. What the hell is this?"

"Just wait till we catch him. I'll beat him until he passes out."

"Hehe. He's kinda handsome, though. Why beat him? We should fuck him until he faints."

"Pfft. You crazy bitch. Be honest—you joined the Discipline Department because you wanted to fuck a lot of guys, right?"

"Like you're any different?"

"Heh heh heh. Of course I joined for that too. Our academy's Discipline Department summer and winter training camps are famous. We get to keep fucking those meat toilets, making them pass out over and over, draining their cum until their minds break. Finding this guy is just buildup to secure a good fuck-dildo offering for the camp, isn't it?"

"Hehe. Sounds about right. That's what I figured too."

'Fuck. So I was just a camp dildo offering. No way I'm getting caught quietly...'

"But aren't your standards a bit low? Handsome my ass. He's average at best."

"Isn't this level pretty decent?"

"No way. He's just your standard male student. A bit below average compared to the ones who entered the academy. The students here handle mana, so they're all a little above average, right?"

'Bullshit. Fucking bitch. Calling me below average? I've memorized your face.'

"Really? I think this level is fine. I just want to fuck them all."

'This one I can work with. She's thinking positively.'

"Hey. Since we're on the topic, if we catch him, how about we fuck him first before reporting it? I heard something about this guy... He's that one. You know."

"That one?"

"The one who entered through the sex slave special admission. The... what's the official name? That thing."

"You mean that? The Male Hunter Service Special Admission?"

"Yeah, yeah. That's it."

"Whoa... They're still keeping that entrance route from the old imperialist days... The old farts running this school who maintain that system are bad enough, but the guy who actually used it to get in is something else... Do guys like him enter our school often?"

"No? I heard this is the first one in nearly five years. Honestly, who would enter through that route? If you're that crazy for money, just become a whore outside. This is basically volunteering to be a free public dildo inside the academy... By the time he graduates, his bones will be worn down and his dick will be ruined. And apparently this guy openly announced it ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠himself? During the entrance ceremony, on the first morning in the cafeteria, he swapped his tray five times because he was eating so much. That's the traditional implicit rule for signaling 'I'm the sex slave type,' right?"

"There was a rule like that? Wow, I almost ate a lot too. Good thing I held back after reading the room."

'What the fuck? What kind of shitty implicit rule is that?'

"Yeah, there was. Oh, it doesn't apply to women. Only men. Someone whose older sister and parents graduated from the academy knew about it. She saw this perverted whore guy actually doing it and asked him, half in doubt. And he confirmed it."

"He openly announced it? Is his head empty?"

'Fuck. I didn't know, you bitches...'

"Well... according to the person who figured it out, it seems like he really didn't know the implicit opening rule. Though it's hard to believe such a coincidence. She thinks he openly announced it but pretended not to out of embarrassment."

"Just what was he thinking when he applied for this route?"

"Either he's a brain-dead idiot who couldn't even consider the consequences, or one of those rare pussy-obsessed perverts. Or maybe a masochistic pervert with a gangbang fetish who actually enjoys being passed around?"

'Me, a brain-dead idiot...? But I am obsessed with pussy. So maybe I'm both...?'

"Whoa, shit... Now that I think about it, he's one hell of a guy. He seems dirty though. Is it even safe? He's probably already stretched out and riddled with STDs."

"So you're not going to fuck him? If we catch him, I'll take him for myself."

"No, I'll fuck him too. STDs can be treated at the temple or hospital later."

"You crazy bitch. Kk kk kk."

"Hehe hehe."

I managed to obtain valuable information from them. I now understood my current situation and why things had unfolded this way.

'Fuck. How was I supposed to know about some implicit rule like that? It might be on the internet wiki, but how could I possibly know every detail in that massive amount of text?'

I grumbled internally for a moment. Then, as the two Discipline Department girls with armbands gradually approached my hiding spot, I tensed up.

'Shit. I'm fucked. They're going to find me.'

With my heart trembling, I watched them draw closer. They were right in front of me now. I was about to be caught for sure.

And just as I was shaking, a stunningly beautiful girl with short pink hair and a long academy skirt that reached her ankles quietly stepped in front of me. She blocked me from the Discipline Department's view.

I was so startled by her appearance that I stared at her in a daze. A beauty of this caliber was rare even in this academy famous for its beautiful girls. The only ones I'd seen on this level were that blue-haired teacher bitch and the freshman representative.

"Hey. You're being chased, aren't you?"

The girl, whose face looked cheerful but suggested she had a lot of pent-up irritation, whispered softly to me.

When I blinked in confusion, not understanding what was happening, she winked and lifted her long skirt. Cute white panties with a small red ribbon came into view.

"Hide in here. Hurry. You're going to get caught."

The beautiful pink-haired girl with short hair whispered again. As the Discipline Department members drew closer, I slipped beneath her long skirt. Honestly, even if they hadn't been approaching, I would have gladly hidden there.

Thump. Thump.

My heart pounded so hard I thought it might give me away. Inside her skirt, a pleasant scent enveloped me. The fragrant smell of soap mixed with the seductive, lewd aroma of a female in heat and the obscene scent of her pussy.

'Haa, pretty girls really do smell pretty all over... I wonder if that blue-haired Discipline Department teacher bitch smelled good too...? Fucking bitch. I'm going to fuck her senseless someday.'

- Sniff. Sniff. Sniff. Sniff sniff. -

"Hey...! How can you make such embarrassing noises sniffing the person who's hiding you...! I-I can tell it smells too since you ran over here!"

"It smells good..."

"W-what...?!"

'Huh? It got cleared just like that...?'

While I whispered with the girl who had hidden me under her skirt, the two Discipline Department members—sharp-sensing awakened hunters—approached us.

"Excuse me, is something going on over there?"

"Ah, no...? It's nothing at all."